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... poets have ever luxuriated in pourtraying her beauty , and our noblest intellects have been refreshed and invigorated by her intimate acquaintance . The compilation of the following pages , which may be regarded as an expansion and ...
... poets have ever luxuriated in pourtraying her beauty , and our noblest intellects have been refreshed and invigorated by her intimate acquaintance . The compilation of the following pages , which may be regarded as an expansion and ...
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... Poets A Handful of Primroses . Herrick's and Wordsworth's Daffodils Violeting with Miss Mitford The Mole - catcher . - Miss Mitford Antiquarian Notices . - Soane PAGE 1 5 17 25 27 31 48 953 49 51 60 8888888 63 '67 68 79 81 89 91 94 97 ...
... Poets A Handful of Primroses . Herrick's and Wordsworth's Daffodils Violeting with Miss Mitford The Mole - catcher . - Miss Mitford Antiquarian Notices . - Soane PAGE 1 5 17 25 27 31 48 953 49 51 60 8888888 63 '67 68 79 81 89 91 94 97 ...
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... Poets 146 The Cuckoo , Welsh superstitions respecting.- Miss Lucas 148 Strange situations of Birds ' - nests ... Poets Antiquarian Notices . - Soane 171 174 MAY . Perpetual Almanac 189 Aikin's Calendar 191 May - Day Carols and May ...
... Poets 146 The Cuckoo , Welsh superstitions respecting.- Miss Lucas 148 Strange situations of Birds ' - nests ... Poets Antiquarian Notices . - Soane 171 174 MAY . Perpetual Almanac 189 Aikin's Calendar 191 May - Day Carols and May ...
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... Poets Wonderful Beauty of the Sky and the Clouds .--- Ruskin The Longest Day . - Wordsworth Summer Gardens . - William Howitt Miss Mitford's Garden . • Garden Pictures from Tennyson and E. Barrett Browning 265 267 269 . 270 . 278 280 ...
... Poets Wonderful Beauty of the Sky and the Clouds .--- Ruskin The Longest Day . - Wordsworth Summer Gardens . - William Howitt Miss Mitford's Garden . • Garden Pictures from Tennyson and E. Barrett Browning 265 267 269 . 270 . 278 280 ...
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... were mere peasants , totally unconscious of the antiquity and poetic significance of their attire . This proves how strong a hold these ancient customs have on the popular mind . sheep - shearing , when they are clipt , and.
... were mere peasants , totally unconscious of the antiquity and poetic significance of their attire . This proves how strong a hold these ancient customs have on the popular mind . sheep - shearing , when they are clipt , and.
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amongst ancient animal aphides appear autumn beautiful bees begin birds blossoms blue boughs branches bright buds called Candlemas chaffinch Christmas church clouds cockchafer cold colour corn cowslip cuckoo custom dark delight Druids earth Easter egg eggs female festival fieldfare fields fire flowers forest frost garden grass green hath head hear heart heaven hedges hour insects labour lamb larvæ leaves light look marsh-marigold MARY HOWITT meadows merry Michaelmas misletoe month morning nature nest night nightingale o'er observed passing PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY plants Plough Monday poet quadrupeds queen Roman rose round Saxon says season seems seen sheep Shrove Tuesday sing skylark snow song species spring stars stream summer swallow sweet thee thou torpid trees voice walk weather whole wild WILLIAM HOWITT wind wings winter woods yellow young
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Page 216 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
Page 209 - Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower.
Page 209 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Page 147 - Thrice welcome, darling of the spring; Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing; A voice, a mystery...
Page 105 - ... Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced, but they Outdid the sparkling waves in glee : A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company : I gazed — and gazed — but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought : For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude ; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with...
Page 105 - I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Page 64 - Go, from the creatures thy instructions take; learn from the birds what food the thickets yield; learn from the beasts the physic of the field; thy arts of building from the bee receive ; learn of the mole to plough, the worm to weave ; learn of the little nautilus to sail, spread the thin oar and catch the driving gale.
Page 210 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Page 548 - And should my youth, as youth is apt, I know, Some harshness show, All vain asperities I day by day Would wear away, Till the smooth temper of my age should be Like the high leaves upon the Holly tree.
Page 90 - It is the first mild day of March : Each minute sweeter than before. The red-breast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare, And grass in the green field.